A/N: Hey guys! So yes, I'm updating again! I love writing this and I especially love the comments. Keep them coming please!

I don't really like this chapter, I don't know why.

What do you think?

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So without much further ado,

HERE WE GO! :D

Dan's POV

"Did you not expect me to do anything rash whilst you broke me day in and out?" Phil asked me, his voice filled with accusation from behind where I sat whilst I pressed my head in my hands groaning.

The guilt in me was beginning to boil over. "I didn't know it was that bad!"

I could feel him staring at me with disbelief like lasers on my back. "Not that bad? Not that bad? Dan, they beated me up every time they've seen me in the last three years. And ever since you moved there you've been doing the same thing!" I flinched from the truth of his words, "After three years of continuous abuse mentally and physically I found a way to cope with my life so deal with it Dan."

"How does cutting yourself to little shreds help Phil?" My tone softer than his previous one seemed to unnerve him.

"It-It just does. Stop it Dan!" He growled at me hiding himself back into the sofa again.

"Look at me Phil." I commanded suddenly looking down at him, after a few moments he looked up at me and pushed himself slowly up.

"You did it!" I smiled slightly at Phil's confused expression and then looked up realising that I'd just said it out loud, "I mean Phil. I'm sorry. I know I keep saying that but I swear I'll help you through this and I-"

"I don't need your help Dan. I'm fine dealing with all this by myself."

I took his arm and gently rolled up the sleeve, then removed the bandage, showing the many scars running up and down his arm. He looked at them and a tear fell down his cheek.

"Let me help you."

"You can't."

After that Phil reminded me that he needed to go home before his parents would get worried. Personally I thought that they should have been worried anyway by the injuries that covered Phil but considering his laid back view on seeing his parents looking as he did so it seemed that they must have been used to seeing him like that.

Once again the journey was silent and awkward and I had this feeling that made me want to go and protect Phil in some obvious way but I had no idea how to fulfil that and so I left him be, sitting in the car, silent and thoughtful.

I felt disappointed in myself. I was supposed to help him and I knew that I'd probably just made it worse for him. So much for making it up for him then I guess. A new plan was needed, something to make him trust me. I had an idea but I wasn't going to do that, I couldn't, it would mean putting myself in a helpless position.

So I stayed silent and dropped him off. He didn't say goodbye. He didn't say thank you. He didn't even turn to acknowledge me.

"Bye Phil" I whispered to myself and then continue to drive back home painfully blocking the memories of his eyes, those big, brilliant, blue eyes.

When I fell asleep, they were there watching me. I tossed and I turned as I watched his eyes change emotions, bright and happy, light and calm, angry and flashing, teary and upset. And it was then that I woke up.

School seemed pointless but, of course, was mandatory. At least I could see Phil again.

Maybe it would be today that I became the hero I longed to be and saved Phil from distress. A small smile lit on my face as I imagined what Phil would say if I pictured him as a damsel in distress.

"Dan?" A female voice called separating me from my thoughts, "Earth to Dan?"

Before me stood Alice, a pretty girl friends to Becky who was Steve's girlfriend. She often joined us on our taunting sessions. For someone who could witness something so horrible without batting an eyelid, she appeared so kind and innocent.

"What's up Alice?" I asked trying to hide it but failing to keep the irritation out of my voice.

"Someone's acting grumpy this morning," She laughed tossing her black hair over her shoulder, "Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, eh?"

I sighed and beckoned for her to continue what she was previously trying to tell me as she giggled further.

"I'll tell you after this" She winked making her blue eyes look more obvious and wrapped her arms around me.

"After what-" I was cut off by her pressing her lips onto mine firmly which months ago would have made my day, made my life, but now only angered me. I pushed her off me revealing her confused and hurt face.

"What's up Daniel?" She asked pouting at me, her round blue eyes shining with annoyance. Blue eyes. Phil's eyes.

Ignoring her I asked, "What's going on Alice?"

She shrugged and then sighed as if telling me was taking a huge effort of hers.

"They've found Phil by himself down the lockers, they sent me to find you. They're giving the fag a few lessons and thought you'd want to join in. So what are you waiting for? He's still quite weak from yesterday so it's even funnier." She laughed, a high tinkling laugh that sounded wrong against her evil words.

"I've got to go then" I started walking quickly down the hallway unsure of what I was going to do whilst Alice tried to catch up with me, probably confused with why I wasn't waiting for her no doubt.

"Dan wait!"

I ignored her and kept walking to where they had apparently found Phil. Another quiet spot, I should have made him promise to me yesterday that he would avoid them areas.

Is he hurt already? Oh screw this; I picked my pace up into a run dodging around the crowds of people to locate him.

And I did find him soon enough. On the floor, his nose bleeding again and he was clutching his sides this time as the big group surrounded him in a tight circle.

"Dan!" Steve's voice boomed and he walked out from the corner as if to embrace me. "You've just come in time. We found the queer hanging around here and thought we would help him remember his lesson from yesterday. Apparently when you're a fag you're both stupid and ignorant. Good thing that it isn't us then, eh?"

His voice began to quieten down until he was completely blocked from my mind. I could only see Phil's face. I could only hear his voice saying my name. I remembered the kiss with Alice and I mistook her for Phil. It angered me. That she kissed me, not Phil.

No. Don't be stupid Dan.

It's just out of pity, right?

Right.

A/N: HEEEEEYYY AGAIN!

I didn't know how to continue this further so I decided to stop here but I know that I'm going to continue in Phil's POV at a later date.

I'll go through it and edit it to make it SUPER!

Oh and we've got some true colours coming out!

Thanks for all the comments guys you make me a happy author!

I uploaded twice today because I won't be able to post tomorrow but until then...

CIAO FOR NOW!